Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 121 120: Chen Qingzhi
I don't know who helped solve Cai Xukun's matter. Anyway, one day after a week, Zhou Wenliang saw him in the rolling mill.

Zhou Wenliang was quite surprised. He went to the first workshop, and under Yi Zhonghai's hands, he learned fitter work from his apprentice.

Zhou Wenliang thought it was Yi Zhonghai who was helping Cai Xukun. If he hadn't been able to go to the first workshop, he happened to be under him?

By the aisle of the flower pond opposite the first workshop, Zhou Wenliang and He Yuzhu were squatting on the edge and smoking.

Zhou Wenliang is also addicted to cigarettes. At this time, he is a big smoker. He doesn't smoke and doesn't fit in with others. He learned it accordingly.

He Yuzhu took two sharp puffs, turned around and flicked the butt of the cigarette at the flower pond, and said to Zhou Wenliang, "Brother-in-law, stop smoking, give me another cigarette, and I'll go clean up."

Zhou Wenliang looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "I've been sweeping for a long time, let's take a break, I'm so tired."

He Yuzhu was in a hurry, bent his waist, and stretched out his hand eagerly: "Hurry up, Lao Li is here, don't let him see me being lazy, or I will be fined to clean the toilet again."

Hearing this, Zhou Wenliang looked around and saw a person approaching in the distance. He took out a cigarette and gave him one.

Look at this bastard, the money to buy cigarettes is gone, Zhou Wenliang tut tut and shake his head.

He Yuzhu took the cigarette, put it on his ears, picked up the big sweeper on the ground, and hurried to another aisle, stroked the flower pond and began to clean.

Old Li Tou, formerly known as Li Qiao, is in his 50s, wearing a thick gray Chinese tunic suit, a hat, and hands behind his back. When he saw Silly Zhu working hard, he said, "Silly Zhu, I have seen you slacking off from a long distance."

He Yuzhu's face darkened, and he smiled: "No, no, how could I be lazy. You read it wrong."

Old Li ignored him, looked at the cigarette on his ear, and asked curiously, "Peony?"

"That's right, it's Peony. You smoke..." He Yuzhu took the cigarette from his ear and handed it over.

Old Li took it, and said with a smile: "Silly Zhu, isn't this a bit of a wink? Be more honest in the future, don't be stubborn with me, I won't do anything to you."

He Yuzhu smiled when he heard the words: "The relationship is good, I promise to be honest."

The society has smoothed the edges and corners of the silly pillar. The character of being arrogant and domineering before, daring to commit violence is gone, and now he bows his head when seeing anyone.

Then you see, he was fined many times before, his salary was not deducted enough for a month, and he was beaten half to death in the security department. Whoever has experienced this kind of beating, he has to calm down and think that no one is spoiling him.

……

Silly Zhu gradually gained a firm foothold in the East District Health Team. He was bullied before, and he is still being bullied now, but he is much better.

On Sunday, in the military compound, Zhou’s family, Zhou Wenliang looked at Zhou Xiaobai’s picture of the snow scene, shook his head and sighed: “It’s hard for you.”

A painting, especially a traditional Chinese painting, is specious and abstract, and Zhou Wenliang finds it awkward. However, traditional Chinese painting is difficult to learn, the brush is not stable, and there is too little time to practice, so it is understandable.

Zhou Xiaobai blushed, lowered his head in embarrassment, and muttered, "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't draw well."

Zhou Wenliang shook his head: "No need to apologize, just practice more writing brushes in the future."

Zhou Wenliang spread out a piece of rice paper on the desk, held a brush in his hand and dipped it in ink, calmly, thinking about it, writing like a god.

Seeing the master focused on his expression, he was serious and focused on painting, and the warm sun outside the study shone on the side of his face, as if casting holy light, Zhou Xiaobai was watching dazedly by the side, holding his little hands tightly.

In the study room, when it was quiet, Zhou Wenliang was drawing while explaining to Zhou Xiaobai. However, Zhou Xiaobai never responded, and Zhou Wenliang was used to it. Anyway, the explanation is clear, so will he continue.

Half an hour later, a picture of the snow scene in the North Sea came out. Zhou Wenliang put down his pen, stretched his waist, pointed to the drawing on the table, and said, "Look, let's see if my drawing skills have deteriorated."

The little girl was taken aback for a moment, then realized that she quickly covered her red cheeks, feeling extremely ashamed.

Seeing that no one praised her for a long time, Zhou Wenliang looked back and saw her blushing, standing there wondering what she was thinking.

This is too much, the master has been painting for a long time, just waiting for you to praise it with a soft and soft voice, but you are wandering in the sky, this is unreasonable.

Zhou Wenliang shook his hands in front of her, and asked, "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, what are you thinking, you are not paying attention."

Zhou Xiaobai panicked and explained: "No, it's nothing..." He hurried to the table, took a look, and exclaimed: "Wow, the painting is really good, so beautiful!"

Zhou Wenliang smiled with satisfaction. This is what he wanted. The composition of this painting is exquisite and full, with rich and vivid content. It makes people feel like they are there.

Zhou Wenliang was not satisfied with this painting. He reached into his trouser pocket, took out a seal from the space, stamped it and left a number, and wrote on it: Beihai Snow Appreciation Picture.In the lower right corner, it is written in small letters: as a gift to my beloved disciple Zhou Xiaobai.

Last look, it's perfect.

No worse than the calligraphers and painters, Zhou Wenliang packed his things with satisfaction, and said to Zhou Xiaobai who was showing admiration: "I see you off, I hope you will be as white, flawless, and beautiful as snow in the future."

"Thank you big brother!

Big brother, you are really amazing, when will I have a painter like you! "

Zhou Wenliang couldn't help laughing: "Practice for a few more years, I have put in a lot of effort in learning Chinese painting..."

Let Zhou Xiaobai practice, Zhou Wenliang came out of the study, no one was in the room, Zhou Zhennan would not be at home at this time, and the guards were no longer there.

The guard's name was Chen Qingzhi, and Zhou Wenliang often came to Zhou's house, so he was also familiar with this guard, and the two became good friends.

Zhou Wenliang looked around the room and heard movement on the balcony. He came over and saw that Chen Qingzhi was punching!The balcony area is not big, where can Chen Qingzhi still punch!

"Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

Chen Qingzhi stretched his legs and raised his feet, kicked violently, without stopping, and said, "It's nothing to do, let's move around."

Zhou Wenliang asked curiously, "Are you a military boxer?"

"Almost, I have improved it."

This fast and slow, standing still, kicking and punching, full of strength, Zhou Wenliang looked at the hot eyes, pursed his lips, and asked: "Brother Chen, Brother Chen, can you teach me?"

Chen Qingzhi stopped and frowned at him: "You?"

Zhou Wenliang nodded again and again: "Yes, can I learn?"

He has long wanted to find someone to learn some kung fu self-defense, but he has not been able to find a suitable person.

Every morning, there were people practicing kung fu in the park, but Zhou Wenliang saw that these people didn't seem capable, they were all slow and anxious, and they didn't get killed when they got into a fight.

All the exercises in the park are for physical fitness, so how can there be so many real kung fu for you to learn.

Chen Qingzhi hesitated and said, "It's possible to learn. But I'm practicing killing skills in the army. If you learn it, you will easily go wrong."

Zhou Wenliang's eyes lit up, this one is better, this is what he wants.

Zhou Wenliang said whatever he wanted, if he wanted to learn, he could even ask for a teacher. Chen Qingzhi was so entangled by his younger brother that he had no choice but to promise to teach him, but he had to wait for Zhou Zhennan's consent. After asking for instructions, Zhou Zhennan agreed, but he had to use kung fu carefully, learn to practice and strengthen his body Be healthy, be careful not to hurt yourself.

Zhou Wenliang nodded heavily in agreement, he couldn't be more happy, he only learned this for self-defense, and didn't want to do anything else.

At this time, the military boxing is a simplified version of the integration of various martial arts. The dross and other redundant movements are removed, and only the skills are used.

Zhou Wenliang watched Chen Qingzhi's kung fu practice downstairs, his eyes were burning, and he wanted to learn it right away, but once he saw it, he would lose it after practicing it.

His legs couldn't be straightened, his waist was unstable, and his arms were limp. Chen Qingzhi shook his head as he watched.

"No, let's start practicing from the basic skills."

Zhou Wenliang smiled wryly, his body is weak.

The most basic thing is to step on the horse, to practice leg strength and waist strength.

Zhou Wenliang straddled his horse, while Chen Qingzhi explained, since he was idle anyway, Chen Qingzhi was still very interested in teaching him.

After standing for 10 minutes, Zhou Wenliang felt his legs go limp and his waist sore, but he didn't move. He just persevered, and he still had some patience.

After half an hour, Chen Qingzhi nodded: "Okay, move your legs and feet, take a rest, and run ten kilometers every morning. When you come back next week, I will check."

Zhou Wenliang sat on the ground sweating profusely, feeling bitter in his heart, ten kilometers!I really think highly of him!
(End of this chapter)